I withhold certainly and absolutely
The governance of a tainted governess
She is duty and honour
The heart true of Barton Square
The frenetic pace of temperamental keys
For the prospects and pursuit of happiness dear
To me, to me - I neglect! I feigned to see!
The merit you extended towards me!
Oh! How awfully memorable of Cowper!
The turn of this industrial man made century
The very shock of a lover turning with glee
To propose engagement to the one who is not me!
Do not fret. The chill will decrease with the return of mother.
I have held in for such a diseased amount of time. I love dearly!
Openly! The desire of shewing the truth of my merit. Can you not see?
I have dutifully aimed to please and turned your gardens into mountains.
The green shrubbery has become a land of my own. We are redeeming you and
Your stubborn sensibility.
Author notes
'Sense and Sensibility'
A contest entry
- In the Name of Jane Austen by Nicolette Everett.
1500 points, ended May 26, 2008, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is nicely written. You do write with an eloquence and antique view that shares with how Jane Austen wrote. You come through it showing the emotion through someone else eyes. And all the words are truly endearing to the character you are trying to convey.
Nicely done!
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'The green shrubbery has become a land of my own. We are redeeming you and
Your stubborn sensibility.'
ah sweet redemption!
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Brilliant!
Dear Anthony, This is you at your best.
The antique phrasing that allows deep passion
combined with your incredible ability to join worlds
perfectly. AND the uniqueness of the poem...this is truly beautiful!
Thank you, Jane
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